Tímea Kondella

Tímea Kondella

Tímea Kondella
További ötletek tőle: Tímea
Not a painting but clever use of the sort of thing I want to do with my second folio board

Not a painting but clever use of the sort of thing I want to do with my second folio board

How to draw eyes--THE END RESULT IS BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

How to draw eyes--THE END RESULT IS BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hermoso...

Hermoso...

There are threads that run through us all the time.The fragments of a person's life history: "What were the overt messages that I got from mother & father?"It's not about blaming.They were living their journey as best they could too.It's more about understanding influence & the power of those messages.What were the overt messages?What were the covert messages?What were the things that were acceptable?What were the things that were not permitted? & how do they show up in my life?-James Hollis

There are threads that run through us all the time.The fragments of a person's life history: "What were the overt messages that I got from mother & father?"It's not about blaming.They were living their journey as best they could too.It's more about understanding influence & the power of those messages.What were the overt messages?What were the covert messages?What were the things that were acceptable?What were the things that were not permitted? & how do they show up in my life?-James Hollis

puppet control

puppet control

Marionette Hands by other-peoples-poetry

Marionette Hands by other-peoples-poetry

"A choking fear settled inside me, and I felt a wave of icy, nibbling cold slither slowly down my spine.  It shot wintry streams down my arms and legs and poked out my skin in spiky goose bumps." -Tiger's Curse by Colleen Houck

"A choking fear settled inside me, and I felt a wave of icy, nibbling cold slither slowly down my spine. It shot wintry streams down my arms and legs and poked out my skin in spiky goose bumps." -Tiger's Curse by Colleen Houck